Thinking about some of yesterday's themes... "Self-Confidence" is such a funny thing, too much of it and your a moron, too little and you're too afraid to do anything. And I think my state, where I have loads of it but try am generally loathe to try and test myself ain't such a good spot. UPDATE: related Scientific American article via R Pentomino
January 13, 2005
Tragedy of the Moment
Hold me, Bang, hold meFrom this Slate piece on the generosity shown by the survivors... that's one of the saddest things I've heard of; the sense of helplessness that husband and father must've felt just bowls me over. (There was another Slate piece that caught my eye: God: Has He Gone Too Far? I've heard jokes about how athletes are quick to thank God for victories but don't, say, blame Him for forcing them to fumble in the red zone. Though maybe that's just a practical strategy, maybe God is all-knowing and all-powerful but hasn't really gotten that "all-loving" thing down...at least not how we understand it. So why risk Old Testament style vengence...)
Random Observation of the Moment
Some of the Indian guys at work call me "Krik", swapping the i and the r. I don't know if it's just a little mixup, if it's easier to say when your first language is Hindi, or what. But I think I'm purposefully not too quick to correct them, since then I don't feel so bad at how badly I mispronounce some of their names...